
,, ,,,Life end death
You will not be able to forget me, you will cry a lot. Your face will come to mind, you will cry a lot. Sometimes, in the eyes that are raining in the night of separation, When someone dreams, you will cry a lot. Fear and disgrace will torment him in the darkness. You will turn off the lamps, you will cry a lot.
The first rain will bring the smell of soil He will make it live in his breath, he will cry a lot When he dies, the fragrant flowers of love will be turned into ornaments, he will cry a lot I know his habit of solitude He will erase his name by writing it down, he will cry a lot In his eyes is the image of the dead past He will meet his eyes in the mirror, he will cry a lot If the chain of his silence is broken
He will tell the story of Hajar and cry a lot You have to go, if you go, we will die, but He will not find Saif .............and cry a lot
The pain you caused became the light within me You brought me to a point where the deep fog of the soul burst That moment was strange. Pain took hold of my hand and for the first time I felt like I was standing before God It was as if you had inflicted wounds and I had seen my way through those wounds.